Hear me out ✋ Climbing into/laying down on Viper, Killjoy and Jett's lap you can add more or pick one if you want <3 I'm just very gay for all of them
I love this idea, thank you! Might do more in the future because I think this concept is really cute ^^ Hope you enjoy!
-Rigel
Laying in their lap - Viper/Killjoy/Jett
Word Count: 300+
Warnings: None
VIPER:
Initially when you manage to lay your head in her lap, she acts like she’s unaffected and doesn’t care.
This is a lie because you can see the clear blush on her face as she rests a hand in your hair.
She loves any physical affection, but you won’t hear her admitting it anytime soon.
Most of the time when you come over and sit yourself in her lap she’s working on something. So she’ll just let you get comfortable and then continue to work, occasionally pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
She’ll shift how she’s sitting to make sure you’re comfortable.
If you fall asleep, she isn’t moving. She will let you sleep for as long as she can, before gently waking you up and asking if you want to move to the bed and nap there instead.
KILLJOY:
Sometimes she can get distracted and not realize how much time has actually passed when she gets really focused on something.
Going over and laying yourself in her lap is the easiest way to get her attention.
Most of the time she’ll abandon what she’s working on to cuddle with you if you want attention, but sometimes she likes to have you sit with her while she rambles about what she’s working on because it’s easier for her to think when she says it out loud.
Sometimes she’ll ask you to sit with her because “it will help her focus and stay on track”. It won’t, and she will get distracted by you, but she’s not going to admit that.
JETT:
She loves it when you lay your head in her lap.
She doesn’t like sitting still, so she’ll take little sections of your hair and start braiding it if you’ll let her.
She’s actually the one that will pull you into her lap to sit if given the chance. She just really likes being close to you.
She’ll wrap her arms around you and hold you tight, pressing kisses to your face until both of you are a giggling mess.
The two of you have definitely fallen asleep while you’re in her lap. It’s one of the few times she gets a chance to nap, so she’s always grateful.
Craving some KillJoy content, If you don't mind can you write were R is learning German to impress Killjoy and she finds R in the dark studying it?
Some thoughts for food
Yo it's very late but finally done. Here you go!
-Rigel
Killjoy X Reader - Learning German for her
Word Count: 612
Warnings: None
You knew you were in too deep the moment you picked out the book and took it home with you. It was a textbook for learning German, a language that you had no reason to learn other than the fact that you wanted to impress her. It wasn’t like she spoke it all that often, most of the time she did was when she was talking to herself while she worked; musing through her own ideas because it was easier to work through them if she said it out loud.
It was steady progress, every night for the past week after you were finished for the day, you would head to the commons area and spread out the notebook and textbook and study.
You found yourself back in the commons area now, book open on the table and papers that you had been scribbling on while you read. The basics were easy enough, but it was hard to actually know how things were meant to be pronounced by only reading. Part of you wanted to ask her for help, but another part of you wanted it to be a complete surprise. You liked the thought of watching her face light up as you said something to her in German.
So pronunciation right or wrong, it was thought that would count.
You lose track of time easily. You have nowhere you need to be tomorrow and in the quiet and dim room, it's easy to focus. You don’t expect to see anyone around this late anyway.
So the sudden noise of someone walking into the kitchen nearby is enough to startle you.
It’s Klara, reaching to grab a mug from the cupboard. She notices you, and you laugh a little as she seems just as surprised to see you. You suddenly remember the book in front of you, but there’s little time to cover it up before she’s walking over, saying your name so fondly that you’re momentarily thankful for the darkness that conceals your face.
“What are you working on so late?” She asks, not waiting for an answer before looking down at the pages on the table.
“Oh, uh, it's nothing- just some personal reading,” you make a weak attempt to not look embarrassed as you push the book closed and gather up the papers. Klara stops you, easily taking the book and staring at the cover.
“You read German textbooks in your spare time?” She’s smiling and you know that you’ve been caught.
“Well…” you pause. Klara looks at you expectantly. “I kind of started trying to learn for you.” In the dim light of the nearby lamp, you can see the way her face softens, her cheeks dusted a light pink. “I wanted to surprise you with it,” you admit.
“That’s so sweet of you. And I am surprised, don’t think that I’m not. I really do appreciate it, I think it shows how dedicated you are. Clearly, you’ve been working on this for a while, and it’s really cute of you to do that.” She’s rambling nervously now, you can tell.
“Now that you know, would you help me? The pronunciations are better with someone here to actually tell me if I’m doing it right.”
Klara takes a breath, before looking back at you with a smile.
“Of course, I would love to.”
And even though it's far too late, the two of you end up sitting at the table together for another hour at least. Klara’s coffee is long forgotten on the counter, and she finds that she doesn’t quite mind. The way you smile when she tells you you got something right is far better anyway.
